[Chapter 902: The Top of the Dragon Pillar, Take Your Head!]

After the people of Yan Ye Hall left, Feng Ziyue pondered for a long time and kept silent.

"Northern Heavenly Light, the ninth level of the Gathering Heaven Primal Realm, the North Pole Cold Light Sword Qi, plus the Seventh Grade Spirit Sword Hundred Desolation Cold Iron Sword, I'm afraid it's really hard to deal with......"

Nangong Min walked out, also with a difficult face.

It is also rare that the Beitian clan has such a suitable candidate to deal with Feng Ziyue.

In terms of martial arts, he is bound to win against Shangfeng Ziyue; in terms of identity, he is neither high nor low in the Beitian clan, nor is he a senior master.

This person is out of the horse, no matter what the result is, for the Beitian family, it is easy to mediate.

And for Feng Ziyue, it is a great test!

"Feng Gongzi, you don't have to worry too much," Nangong Min saw that Feng Ziyue was still silent, afraid that he would be worried, and comforted him, "Since the people of Yan Yedian have told you about this matter, they will definitely find a way to help you deal with it......"

"Huh?"

Feng Ziyue raised his head and smiled slightly, "How can this matter, although this Bei Tianguang is a good opponent, but I am not worried about him......"

His tone was relaxed, and he really didn't seem to take this deacon of the Northern Heaven clan seriously.

Nangong Min's face froze, and he didn't know what to say for a while, "That'...... And why is that look on your face?"

Feng Ziyue's martial arts, is it really to the point where even the masters of the ninth level of the Gathering Heaven are not afraid?

"The light of the north sky is not to be feared, but this Night King is rushing ......"

Feng Ziyue frowned, "I always think he is a little strange, but I don't know how to describe it......"

"How strange can a little deputy deacon be?" Although the deputy deacon of Yan Yedian is actually very remarkable, if it was before, Nangong Min would have been afraid like a tiger, but for some reason, now she is with Feng Ziyue, and she is much bolder.

"Maybe it's my delusion......"

Feng Ziyue's gaze was in the distance, but there was a deep smile on his face.

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As Night King Chong said, after the elite of the Beitian clan made preparations, Beitianguang arrived in the Baishang World three days later.

"It's really Beitianguang's pro-...... It seems that the Beitian clan has chosen to be ashamed of everything!"

Yuan Ye's thirteen eyes narrowed, discussing countermeasures with everyone.

"Realm Lord, then do we still want to protect Feng Ziyue, do you want to ask the elders what they mean?"

Although he is the realm lord of the Hundred Merchants World, compared to the realm lords of other worlds, Yuan Ye Thirteen's power is much smaller, in the end, the Hundred Merchants World is dominated by the Four Heavens Jing Chamber of Commerce, and Yuan Ye Thirteen is only one of the deacons of the Four Heavens Jing Chamber of Commerce, and the world lord rotates to get him.

"Bei Tianguang's martial arts, still above the old man......"

Yuan Ye Thirteen knows this very clearly.

The people of the Four Heavens Jing Chamber of Commerce were not good at martial arts, although he was a martial artist in the realm of Jutian, and he had been cultivating for hundreds of years, but even against a rising star like Shangbei Tianyi Crane, it was only slightly better.

For a master like Bei Tianguang, he knows that he must be inferior.

"The Northern Heaven Clan sent such a master, it is impossible for Feng Ziyue to resist it......"

Yuan Ye Thirteen's face showed a contemplative expression, "Although several deacons feel that Feng Ziyue is worth investing, but at this time, I think it's not bad to wait and see for the time being......"

"The Realm Lord is wise!"

The Four Heavenly Clan, after all, is friendly with the Beitian clan, and if at this time, it would be a little stupid to test the bottom line of the Beitian clan.

If Feng Ziyue is really extraordinary, the initial investment is enough, and there will be opportunities for re-contact in the future.

"Changle Gang and Yan Ye Palace, I'm afraid that they will make the same choice, so the only person Feng Ziyue can rely on is the Peacock Dynasty......

Yuan Ye Thirteen calculated in his heart and asked, "Peacock Dynasty, how is your attitude this time?"

"The Peacock Dynasty and the Northern Heaven Clan fought fiercely, but this time, their attitude towards Feng Ziyue was also faint, and they didn't seem to be too supportive, but ......"

One of the deacons of the Four Heavenly Heavens Chamber of Commerce shook his head, "I heard that the little princess is here, if she finds Feng Ziyue......"

"Little princess?"

Yuan Ye Thirteen jumped up, and his face changed greatly.

"You mean...... The little princess?"

The deacon shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Who else is there besides that little princess?"

Yuan Ye's thirteenth face changed greatly, and he waved his hand again and again, "Starting tomorrow, it will be said that I am sick and can't be a director, and the gate of the Realm Lord's Mansion is closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

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As expected by Yuan Ye Thirteen, after the news of Bei Tianguang's arrival in the Hundred Merchants World came out, the inn where Feng Ziyue, who was originally in the city, suddenly became deserted.

Everyone is waiting for what kind of way the Beitian clan will choose to regain the shame of the killing of the Beitian Crane.

Noon.

The sun is scorching.

Fengziyue's post house is located on the bustling avenue of Dayi, the capital of the hundred merchant world, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians at ordinary times, and it is also a first-class and lively place.

But for some reason, at the door of the post house today, there is a little more sense of slaughter, even those small vendors who do business have also avoided it from afar, leaving an empty field.

The breeze whipped and the dust swirled on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of restlessness.

It was as if something was about to happen, and the pressure of urgency had turned the world extremely hot.

The spies of the major forces have never been far away, and they have beads of sweat on their foreheads, waiting for the upcoming changes.

Step!

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was heard neatly and violently, as if the ground was shaking.

"It's coming!"

This word has risen in the hearts of many people.

In the distance, the Xuanjia elite cavalry was advancing slowly and steadily, although there were only twenty or thirty horsemen, it looked like an army of thousands of horses.

The person at the head is tall, thin, and his face is like ice.

North Sky Light!

Bei Tianguang, one of the twelve deacons of the Beitian clan, actually came here on horseback.

"The Beitian clan is really giving this Fengziyue face-that is to say, Beitianguang, he has to die!"

When they learned the news, the think tanks of many forces made such judgments.

With the arrival of this person, the originally sultry weather was replaced by an icy chill, this icy chill, like a long sword, passed through the lonely long street, passed through the gate of the post house, and pierced Feng Ziyue's sitting and lying place!

"A realm of true dragons, you kill my Beitian family disciple, you must give me an explanation!"

"Three days later, at the top of the Hundred Merchants Dragon Pillar, I will take your head!"

Beitianguang flicked his sleeves, and saw a black "colored" letterhead, which flew out flat, just like a sharp blade, and with a wave of waves, it was nailed to the door of the post house, and he was still trembling!